הַיּוֺם

When I awoke this morning, I went back to sleep shortly after saying the Modah Ani, thinking: "Oh, just another day..."

However, I again failed to look at that little piece of paper from Heaven....

When I did get up later on, I walked into a wall of admin from some of my students, and it took so long to sort it out that I was almost late for Shacharit. But we did pray and I then went for a walk and came back to teach a Hebrew lesson, which led straight into Mincha. I am so grateful to HaShem for allowing me the privilege of praying Israel's prayers, the same ones the first Jewish believers prayed in their quarters while they waited for the outpouring of the Holy Spirit at Sukkot.

There were lots of unexpected occurrences today, all pleasant. And somewhere in the midst of them, the day became another meaningful one.

I'm always aware of how much I do - or don't do - for the sake of Heaven. Some days are more productive than others in this regard. But HaShem reminds me often that I won't have much to give unless I spend the quiet time with Him and His Word. 

My day always starts with blessings of thanks and appreciation to the LORD for His many and varied and complete blessings on my life - the fact that I woke up, have my eyesight and warm clothes to wear in winter, that my brain and body still work, and many others.

So, looking at my diary, I was privileged to teach two Biblical Hebrew classes, pray Shacharit and Mincha, speak to and pray with my grandson and watch a teaching on Matthew through Jewish lenses - all with good company - online, of course.

A bonus to the day was that my youngest twin daughter called me and we did her application for further study - I am very impressed that she is taking this step all on her own, and I will definitely encourage her every step of the way!

Not that I think I need to or can earn my salvation - that is a free gift of grace from on High. I just love God so much that I want to spend whatever time I have left pleasing Him and sharing Him and His truth with everyone who will listen or who cares to know.